Daddy's Little Girl - Fourth Edition

One of my childhood friends is in town on business this week, and we went to dinner last night. We hadn’t seen each other for years. Midway through the evening, she suddenly paused and said, “You're glowing. Have you changed your makeup?” I know she thought that she was paying me a compliment, but in reality, that was a compliment to my Wolfie.

I wanted to tell her that I found a man who looks at me like I'm the most beautiful woman in the world, protects me, makes sure I'm always fed, opens every door for me, makes me laugh, is endlessly affectionate, and is so rooted in his masculinity that I’m free to be feminine.

I wanted to tell her how a woman blossoms when she finally feels safe; her laugh gets louder, her style gets bolder, her dreams get bigger.

I wanted to tell her that I’ve learned to let go, to give him control, to kneel for him, to give him access to my body whenever he desires, and to please him in whatever way he asks; and in return, he pleases me in ways I could never have imagined.

I wanted to tell her that I found a man who knows how to gently take control of my emotions, my anxiety, with ropes and blankets and blindfolds and cuffs; with a gentle touch, or a softly spoken word. A man who calls me Bunny more often than Grace.

I wanted to tell her that it’s not makeup glowing, it’s my nervous system finally at rest.
 
One of my childhood friends is in town on business this week, and we went to dinner last night. We hadn’t seen each other for years. Midway through the evening, she suddenly paused and said, “You're glowing. Have you changed your makeup?” I know she thought that she was paying me a compliment, but in reality, that was a compliment to my Wolfie.

I wanted to tell her that I found a man who looks at me like I'm the most beautiful woman in the world, protects me, makes sure I'm always fed, opens every door for me, makes me laugh, is endlessly affectionate, and is so rooted in his masculinity that I’m free to be feminine.

I wanted to tell her how a woman blossoms when she finally feels safe; her laugh gets louder, her style gets bolder, her dreams get bigger.

I wanted to tell her that I’ve learned to let go, to give him control, to kneel for him, to give him access to my body whenever he desires, and to please him in whatever way he asks; and in return, he pleases me in ways I could never have imagined.

I wanted to tell her that I found a man who knows how to gently take control of my emotions, my anxiety, with ropes and blankets and blindfolds and cuffs; with a gentle touch, or a softly spoken word. A man who calls me Bunny more often than Grace.

I wanted to tell her that it’s not makeup glowing, it’s my nervous system finally at rest.
Love this. And Wolfie you’re restoring some my faith in our team. Way to be a real man. Respect and protect that’s all of our jobs.
 
One of my childhood friends is in town on business this week, and we went to dinner last night. We hadn’t seen each other for years. Midway through the evening, she suddenly paused and said, “You're glowing. Have you changed your makeup?” I know she thought that she was paying me a compliment, but in reality, that was a compliment to my Wolfie.

I wanted to tell her that I found a man who looks at me like I'm the most beautiful woman in the world, protects me, makes sure I'm always fed, opens every door for me, makes me laugh, is endlessly affectionate, and is so rooted in his masculinity that I’m free to be feminine.

I wanted to tell her how a woman blossoms when she finally feels safe; her laugh gets louder, her style gets bolder, her dreams get bigger.

I wanted to tell her that I’ve learned to let go, to give him control, to kneel for him, to give him access to my body whenever he desires, and to please him in whatever way he asks; and in return, he pleases me in ways I could never have imagined.

I wanted to tell her that I found a man who knows how to gently take control of my emotions, my anxiety, with ropes and blankets and blindfolds and cuffs; with a gentle touch, or a softly spoken word. A man who calls me Bunny more often than Grace.

I wanted to tell her that it’s not makeup glowing, it’s my nervous system finally at rest.
Some of that, you could tell. I think many would understand your glow even without that latter half.

I had the last meeting with my psychologist just over a month after my first proper date with my D, and, she told me I seemed somehow softer than before. And she had known me for quite many years at that point! I was chuckling inwards - yeah sure I have become softer, feeling safe and taken care of. I *think* I mentioned something about a new partner, but it was 3 years ago so cannot remember precisely.
 
Some of that, you could tell. I think many would understand your glow even without that latter half.

I had the last meeting with my psychologist just over a month after my first proper date with my D, and, she told me I seemed somehow softer than before. And she had known me for quite many years at that point! I was chuckling inwards - yeah sure I have become softer, feeling safe and taken care of. I *think* I mentioned something about a new partner, but it was 3 years ago so cannot remember precisely.
My friend hadn't seen me since shortly before the "incident". I was seeing a therapist since shortly after the incident, until this past spring. I stopped seeing her about a year after I was Owned. I don't feel the need any longer. If anything triggers me, He takes care of me. I like to think of it as going from a stormy ocean to gently lapping waves on a beach. It's been transformative.
 
Hello to all. It's a bright sunny morning here in the USA Heartland. Wolfie and I are being lazy today, lounging around, enjoying that third cup of coffee, about to begin a meal that he has so masterfully prepared. Meanwhile, I'm sitting at the kitchen island, watching his fine male form as he commands the cooktop, and checking my personal email account.

One of my favorite Kinksters shared this in her latest message, and I think it perfectly sums up all the advice I was given when I was starting this journey to discover my kinky side. It's about that first conversation with your significant other. You know, the one where your heart was about to beat out of your chest. If you're here, you've most likely survived that conversation, and hopefully thrived afterward. But we occasionally get a newbie here, or in real life, looking for advice, so I'm sharing in hopes that you will share with those who might need to hear this.

~~~~~

You’ve done the reflection, you know what lights you up, what calms your brain, what makes you feel safe enough to let go.
Now comes the part that makes most people’s stomachs flip: talking about it.
First things first: this isn’t a courtroom confession.
You’re not pitching a PowerPoint of your fantasies.
You’re inviting your partner into something that excites you, a part of you that’s brave enough to be known.

1. Check your bias.
Ask yourself, what fear am I bringing into this talk?
Are you expecting rejection? Judgment? An eye-roll?
Often, we walk in armored up, already assuming the worst.
That fear can shape our tone before we’ve said a word.
Take a deep breath. You’re not asking for permission; you’re opening a door.

2. Name the feeling, not just the act.
Skip the jargon. For example, instead of “I want to try bondage,” try:
“When I’m held or gently restrained, I feel relaxed. I stop overthinking.”
See the difference? You’re inviting empathy, not just curiosity.
When you name the feeling you’re chasing, your partner can meet you there, even if they don’t fully understand the kink yet.

3. Set the tone.
This is a conversation, not a TED Talk.
Share, pause, breathe.
Let them ask questions. Keep it light and connective.
Sometimes the most powerful thing you can say is,
“I don’t need you to have an answer right now. I just wanted to share.”
That’s emotional aftercare in real time.

Here’s the truth: you don’t need perfect words.
You just need your truth and a little courage.
The goal isn’t to get a “yes” to your kink.
It’s to get a yes to deeper communication, and that’s sexy as hell.

~~~

If you want to know the source of this advice, feel free to message me.
 
Hello to all. It's a bright sunny morning here in the USA Heartland. Wolfie and I are being lazy today, lounging around, enjoying that third cup of coffee, about to begin a meal that he has so masterfully prepared. Meanwhile, I'm sitting at the kitchen island, watching his fine male form as he commands the cooktop, and checking my personal email account.

One of my favorite Kinksters shared this in her latest message, and I think it perfectly sums up all the advice I was given when I was starting this journey to discover my kinky side. It's about that first conversation with your significant other. You know, the one where your heart was about to beat out of your chest. If you're here, you've most likely survived that conversation, and hopefully thrived afterward. But we occasionally get a newbie here, or in real life, looking for advice, so I'm sharing in hopes that you will share with those who might need to hear this.

~~~~~

You’ve done the reflection, you know what lights you up, what calms your brain, what makes you feel safe enough to let go.
Now comes the part that makes most people’s stomachs flip: talking about it.
First things first: this isn’t a courtroom confession.
You’re not pitching a PowerPoint of your fantasies.
You’re inviting your partner into something that excites you, a part of you that’s brave enough to be known.

1. Check your bias.
Ask yourself, what fear am I bringing into this talk?
Are you expecting rejection? Judgment? An eye-roll?
Often, we walk in armored up, already assuming the worst.
That fear can shape our tone before we’ve said a word.
Take a deep breath. You’re not asking for permission; you’re opening a door.

2. Name the feeling, not just the act.
Skip the jargon. For example, instead of “I want to try bondage,” try:
“When I’m held or gently restrained, I feel relaxed. I stop overthinking.”
See the difference? You’re inviting empathy, not just curiosity.
When you name the feeling you’re chasing, your partner can meet you there, even if they don’t fully understand the kink yet.

3. Set the tone.
This is a conversation, not a TED Talk.
Share, pause, breathe.
Let them ask questions. Keep it light and connective.
Sometimes the most powerful thing you can say is,
“I don’t need you to have an answer right now. I just wanted to share.”
That’s emotional aftercare in real time.

Here’s the truth: you don’t need perfect words.
You just need your truth and a little courage.
The goal isn’t to get a “yes” to your kink.
It’s to get a yes to deeper communication, and that’s sexy as hell.

~~~

If you want to know the source of this advice, feel free to message me.
This is a very good one.
 
Belated happy birthday @barefootgirl69 ! And I hope you all US folks are recovering from the overeating from thanksgiving 😉

Here it's the weekend after birthday visit to MIL (full day trip, always exhausting), and I wish I didn't have to take care of myself on my own right now 🥱 But it looks mostly like Xmas here already. Though I prefer to call it Yule.
 
Oh and my advent calendar! It's the very same one we had as kids and totally unique piece!
https://ibb.co/gGc7mhw

The pockets are big enough for my hand even as adult. (My hand is slender, though.) Now they have mostly tea, but it was customary to find baking things (not new) as a promise of what will happen that day, and 2 blue-white candles on Independence Day (6th, and those candles have a history in Finland, we still light them on a window sill at 6 pm on that day).

I wonder whether D will humour his little and add some surprises...
 
My favourite, too!

I had to darn these socks to go with my green wool dress, which I'll probably wear for all Yule events this year. https://ibb.co/5WxbmQFx

Some Yule lights. My balcony is not dark...
https://ibb.co/d0yVk7hT
https://ibb.co/8LSmscf9

(all these pics totally SFW)
I love the socks! You will look so festive in your green dress! I like the lights too, and the special meaning behind the candles. We've not yet begun putting up. our decorations. We were going to start this past weekend, but events conspired against us.
 
I love the socks! You will look so festive in your green dress! I like the lights too, and the special meaning behind the candles. We've not yet begun putting up. our decorations. We were going to start this past weekend, but events conspired against us.
And in wool socks I'll be very cozy 😁

For me, the turn of the month is a usual time to want to have at least most decorations up.
 
Hello. Asian baby girl here. Thats me in my profile
Welcome to the thread. We encourage folks who are new to Dlg to read earlier iterations of this thread to help figure out if this is a dynamic you really want.

This is a great place to figure out what your needs might be, however this is NOT a pick up thread. If that's what you are looking for, you will be encouraged to move along.

Good luck.

PS @SparkyWalter - you already know this is not a pick up thread so mind your p's and q's please and thank you
 
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